H- What's THAT?
H- WHAT is that?
I looked over at him, only to find him pointing at something on the chair in between our chairs. S had been sitting there not two minutes before the discovery. We made eye contact.
Me- Welllll, it is either a smeared chocolate teddy graham, or poop.
H- (starts laughing)
Me- I will give you twenty dollars if you will stick your finger in it and smell it.
H- Not gonna happen. (neither of us have forgotten the days of checking a diaper only to discover poop coming up the back and now on our hands)
Me- It REALLY looks like poop.
H- I know!
Me- Buddy, did you poop in your bathing suit?
S- (shrugs his shoulders)
H- Check it.
Me- Buddy, come over here. (nothing was there) Well, that solves that mystery. It WAS a teddy graham!
H- (laughing hysterically) Yeah, but the buddy acted like he didn't know if he had pooped his pants or not. He was like "I don't know, maybe".
Me- (as I wiped it off the chair) I can't believe how MUCH that looked like poop!
H- Tell me about it! Wait until Jason and Angie hear about THIS. (still laughing hysterically)